Planet·NF482

It is known throughout the universe for a strange metal found on the planet.

This metal, when used to forge weapons, is exceptionally sharp; even when used to forge armor, it is remarkably indestructible.

Furthermore, items made from this metal are always imbued with some kind of spirituality.

However, it is impossible to guarantee whether one possesses a great deal of spirituality or not.

Some extraterrestrials can utilize the spirituality of this metal to thrive in the vast universe.

Some universes, however, were devoured by this spirituality and ultimately became puppets of weapons.

Therefore, the people of this planet established a strict rule to prevent the destruction of all life in the universe.

Those aliens with wicked intentions are not qualified to come in and let them forge weapons!

Today, this magical planet will face its end.

"With your mindset, Magma has no way of controlling him! In the end, you will only become a puppet of the weapon! You will only die a horrible death!"

Magma shook his head dismissively at the native's wailing.

Red Gilas, who had been waiting for a long time, pounced on him and tore his body apart with his sharp teeth.

Blood flowed across the ground, and Magma frowned in disgust.

It was as if they were disgusted by the gruesome blood.

"What a boring wail, what can you do when you're all so disobedient..."

Remembering the self-righteous faces of those indigenous people, Magma shook his head in disgust.

"Those foolish champions of justice are all dead, yet they still pretend to be righteous. Death is what you deserve..."

After Magma finished lamenting, Blackkiras, who was standing to the side, walked over, shaking his head.

The mouthful of blood stood out starkly against his dark skin.

"It's so nice not having to deal with the constraints of the Light Clan, isn't it, Blackgilas?"

Magma patted Blackkiras with his unsworded hand, then looked at his own sword.

"This brand-new metal will allow my strength to rise to another level..."

Magma's eyes narrowed slightly.

The sword, which had originally resembled a spear, suddenly began to deform.

Hammer, longsword, dagger...

Magma can become any weapon he wants.

"Energy transport is much smoother than I imagined."

The Magma alien nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand.

A cloud of black mist enveloped him.

Seeing that the Magma aliens were about to leave, Red Kiras and Black Kiras quickly followed.

This is the eldest of the two brothers. If he disappears, the two brothers will be leaderless!

So the two twin monsters quickly scurried into the dark room.

Lightning flashed within the black mist, and the three figures vanished.

Meanwhile, the surface environment of Planet NF482 is becoming increasingly harsh, with countless natural disasters constantly unfolding.

Outside Planet NF482, the Magma aliens and twin monsters reappear.

Gazing at the ever-changing colors of the planet before them, the Magma aliens fell into deep thought.

Blackkiras and Redkiras, standing to the side, couldn't understand why the Magma alien was deep in thought.

However, they knew that at this moment, the best thing for them to do was not to speak.

"Bang!"

Ultimately, under the collapse of nature, Planet NF482 was reduced to cosmic debris.

The Magma aliens who witnessed all of this seemed to have something strange flickering in their eyes.

"No matter how many times you watch a planet be destroyed, it's always so interesting."

After a pause, the Magma alien seemed to remember something and looked at the twin monsters.

The two monsters were not very intelligent and could not understand why their master was suddenly looking at them.

So they just stared at each other blankly.

"I've heard that on that planet named Earth, there lives a legendary tale of the Light race..."

The Magma alien gently touched his gleaming sword.

"The light particles left behind by the fallen members of the Light Clan are the best material for strengthening themselves..."

The Magma alien slowly stopped rubbing his sword.

The fierce glint in his eyes gradually intensified.

"I want to become stronger, stronger... even stronger! She's still waiting for me! As long as I can gain greater power..."

Perhaps it was due to the change in Magma's mindset that the color of the sword on his hand gradually changed from silver to blood red.

His expression, which had initially seemed half-dead, gradually turned ferocious.

The emaciated body gradually grew countless terrifying and swollen muscles.

The black mist gradually enveloped the Magma aliens and the two silly twin monsters.

The flickering lightning looked unusually eerie.

Soon, the black mist disappeared, and the lightning let out a final, unwilling roar before gradually diminishing.

Not far away, Mefilas emerged from the meteorite cluster.

Silently watching the place where the Magma aliens disappeared.

"The Lebik aliens really did spread this news widely after all..."

Mefilas shook his head helplessly and casually picked up a small piece of debris floating in space.

With a firm squeeze, it instantly crumbled into dust.

"Is it really a good idea to provoke that dying being?"

Mefilas waved his hand, shooing away the residue, and muttered to himself.

"However... this one is a new genius of the Magma clan, whose combat talent and beast-taming ability far surpass even that of their clan's previous genius..."

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